The Ramblings and Works of an Elderly Young Man

The wind had settled down in the hours following the fight, allowing for a clear view of the stars that dotted the northern horizon. Just barely, one would be able to tell that there was a constant hue from the north, where the sun shone longer. Sigi’s attention stayed towards it, watching as the fires had died out over time. The men were exhausted, and not as battle-weary as other compatriots he had rode with before. It was just as well, he thought. The days ahead would become long, and the fight within them longer. Read more

As they moved on at a steady pace, the energy of survival lingered in the air. The pace of the men was brisk, many of them looking behind, except for Sigi, who kept his gaze forward as he carved a path. Behind them, growing ever greater, was the light bell sound of the Goron.

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“Feh!” one of the men said loudly. “Why don’t they just hurry up and attack us? I want this fight done and over with!”

“Because they know to wear down their prey mentally before attacking,” Sigi turned and said. “If you’re exhausted from worrying about them, even in the slightest, it gives them more of an advantage. Expect them to keep at it for at least a few more hours.” Read more

I wrote this up quick as a response to someone’s post about relationships being lost in the convenience of technology. I thought I’d share it here.

When things started happening online many years ago, like IRC and Yahoo chat, people were able to be at a masquerade party online when they wanted to be. The disconnect of the real world was easy and you could just tell people how you felt about things without issue. As time wore on, the internet and socializing became more integrated into our lives, and as a result, the line between contact and online was blurred. Now, chivalry seems lost on social networking and texting; how primitive we’ve become in our ability to text and chat, but not be able to communicate with our eyes, mouths and ears– to see someone’s body language, to hear the inflection in their voice, and to feel someone in your arms when they say I love you, and it’s all through text.

I refuse to let something like personable interaction die. I was asocial from the get go, but I will not talk to someone about something personal through a text message, a phone conversation or otherwise unless it is completely unavoidable and it cannot wait. Why are all of these things, like conversations, arguments, feelings, love, insecurity, jealousy, trust and intimacy lost on people anymore? Because people define what their love is by a relationship status on Facebook. Because convenience has rid us of intimacy, and has robbed us of chivalry.

Relman woke up refreshed the next morning, having recovered from the exhaustion night prior. Though light snow was on the ground, the clouds were still thick above the trees. Between that and the treeline itself, it was considerably warm. Relman looked around; he seemed to be the first awake, though the others were snoring. He looked over to where Sigi had sat himself the night prior, and saw him looking north. The next thing he noticed was that there was no snow around him, as if he had displaced his own heat to keep it from landing. Read more

The men had continued riding forward, staying completely silent. All of them had seen corpses before; even some of them had slain men. But what concerned them is that a tribesman, whose voracity in combat was known but their forethought was lacking, had smashed their head into a tree until they died. No man did that. None of them had even heard of such a thing. In their minds, they began speculating about what could have driven him to do so. How far had he been running? Where did he come from? Were they due to face the same fate? Read more